Who are you?

[jla-capecon.livejournal.com]

The Hermes Ballroom is packed with congoers, some in street clothes, but most in spandex, silk, leather, or the more humble cotton, plastic, and vinyl, in a riot of colors. There are Supermen, Wonder Women, Wonder Girls, Superboys, but the predominant colors are red and yellow, for Flash and Kid Flash.

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[azure-avenger.livejournal.com]

He chuckles and kneels down, ruffling the kid's hair. "Remember, study science in school. Being a superhero takes a lot of special equipment."

Might as well work in a positive message.

[jla-extras.livejournal.com]

"Like a power ring? Okay!" He finally releases Ted's leg. "Bye, Mr. Green Lantern!"

[oracle-watching.livejournal.com]

Babs finally releases her smile once the boy has gone.

[revenge-pact.livejournal.com]

He walks over and examines the girl closely. She doesn't notice him, of course, as he is not really there. But.

Hm. She's had work done.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_bird_of_flame_/]

Wearing a blonde wig when she herself is blonde seems strange but it is a costume and Black Canary, all of the ones she's seen of the original one, has a lot more hair than Bette has had in years. It is strange but for some reason coming out here in this was harder than coming out here in her own costume would have been. Maybe because she's trying to look like someone she isn't at all. Maybe because she's used to there being more than a domino mask to a costume, but... Well.

Here she is.

[jla-capecon.livejournal.com]

There is the sound of a dozen fanboys gulping.

[littledrow.livejournal.com]

A rather short Guy Fawkes enters the ballroom, a beer bottle clutched by the neck in one leather gloved hand, the other holds a lit cigarette. The keen observer will note a hole having been drilled in between the lips of the mask.

"Guy" looks around once then heads for the bar, black cape swishing behind.

[jla-capecon.livejournal.com]

"Whoa. Awesome costume!" A flash of light.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_bird_of_flame_/]

Bette pushes the nervousness back, takes a look down to make sure the bits of padding she's added here and there to make things look the way she thinks they should. And then she moves on through the area.

[littledrow.livejournal.com]

"Guy" flinches from the light having been caught completely off guard. The black figure stands motionless for a half a moment before sweeping into a deep, theatrical bow, the hand with the cigarette held out perhaps a tad more gracefully than was expected.

"My thanks! But, pray, excuse me. I fear the bartender has misplaced the beer and I have promised to help him find it."

With that, the cape is swished once more towards the bar.

[jla-capecon.livejournal.com]

"Dude. The case of the missing beer!"

[littledrow.livejournal.com]

"Guy" draws near the admirer, placing a hand on their shoulder.

"Yea, verily! It would bring me great pleasure and my gratitude would be without end should any endeavor to include themselves in the quest I have accepted."

The would be accomplace is pulled into a conspiratorial hug.

"The mission is simple. When the missing beer is procured, one bottle must be delivered to me, each one following that one must be delivered to a comely male individual with my compliments. I've had word that the true reward for the missing beer lays in the possession of one that was described to me as such. Hence the delivery. May I count on your help, friend?"

[jla-capecon.livejournal.com]

"Uh ... that's a simple mission?"

[littledrow.livejournal.com]

"Guy" gives the accomplice a brief shake of the shoulders.

"Truly! Locate and procure the beer. Give one to me, one to a handsome stranger. Then one to me and so on until all of the beer has been discovered."

"Guy" pulls his partner in tight for a conspiratory whisper. "Be sure to pass along my good wishes to the gifted men as one of them holds my reward."

Then he stands back, giving the suck...er...willing participant a light shove. "God speed man! And tell no one of our plot lest you induct them to my cause!"

[jla-capecon.livejournal.com]

"All right?"

Poor con-goer. He begins his task, choosing what he guesses are the handsome guys--not really a judge of men himself, after all--and hands out the beers, being sure to give another one to "Guy" after each time.

His answer to the puzzled looks?

"From the gentleman over there with the cape and mask--or well, the fun hat anyway. Thinks you're cute, I guess."

[jla-capecon.livejournal.com]

Hospitality head snuck down here delivering a few trays of goodies for the event judges. She BEAMS at the costume. Mary Shelley is her favorite author, so this costume (and that cape) always has her vote. He gets a "thumbs up," sign as she moves through the crowd.

[middle-amazon.livejournal.com]

She expected the Kid Flashes. Seeing all the people here in replicas of her old red costume is pretty weird. Seeing the group of 12 that inculdes one of "her," and Wally, along with a Tempest costume, a blonde with mutton chops, a well built girl in orange bidy paint, and someone in a replica of Lilith's old robe and so many more? Just pricelessly surreal...She hopes Raven will be amused by the lady dressed as her.

She approaches them. "Hello." She flashes her badge. "I'm Donna Troy with Heroes Monthly. Mind if I get a picture of your group?"

[gar-logan.livejournal.com]

Having pulled off the miracle of getting in without being recognized (http://community.livejournal.com/jla_watchtower/931211.html?thread=25017483#t25017483), he continues to marvel at the Con, trying not to look dazed and confused, but the experience of being in the thick of things is a lot different to the usual case of arriving in a limo, resting in a Green Room with other celebrities, going on stage for a while, and leaving via limo again, escaping the throngs of signature hunting fans.

Sure, that was fun, but this? Just as much if not more so.

Especially the festive nature of the ones wearing the costumes, and...

His mind is derailed as his eyes hit the well built girl in the Kory costume. He'd probably see Donna too, but his mind is a bit occupied right now.

Holy hell...Kory wears more than that! Doesn't she...?

For the moment, he's unaware that he's practically staring.

[jla-capecon.livejournal.com]

"Not at all! Hey, guys! Over here!" The whole troupe obliges with suitable dramatic poses.

[jla-capecon.livejournal.com]

She notices, and theatrically blows him a kiss.

[jla-capecon.livejournal.com]

The throng files on stage in turn to do their thing for the judges. Some are kids, some are well-seasoned costumers, and some are just there to make the audience laugh.

[middle-amazon.livejournal.com]

"Okay everyone, 'Titans Together!"

[gar-logan.livejournal.com]

Stirred out of the daze with a hint of embarassment, he smiles back while miming catching it and putting it in his pocket for later.

[boy-of-steel.livejournal.com]

"Oh, great. You again."

Kon kept his eyes glued to the swaying hips of a girl in a barely-there Black Canary costume.

"This really isn't a good time, Lex," he muttered. "Trying to think about hot girls in spandex. You belong absolutely nowhere in that equation."

[gar-logan.livejournal.com]

Changing in his room quickly, he comes back, and enters the contest in his familiar outfit as "Gar Logan".

"Hey, if Chaplin can do it, so can I!" He says, sotto voce, to noone in particular.